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The third round had just begun and was already over.

The vampire's pale hands with long pointed black nails were full of blood and penetrated the white wolf's huge body.

Fresh blood gurgled down the knotted fur.

The blue eyes were full of unwillingness and disbelief, and his body was frozen in place, unable to move.

The vampire smiled evilly, his blood-covered hand suddenly retracted, grabbed the white wolf's neck, and flew high.

Then--

There was a loud bang.

The white wolf was suddenly smashed down like garbage and fell into the rubble.

The vampire stood tall on the huge cross on the roof, with his dark red cloak fluttering in the wind.

Condescendingly, he looked down at the bloody white wolf with indifference and disdain.

The white wolf stared at the vampire with despair in his eyes.

It knows it has lost.

"Ouch——"

A long, shrill cry.

The white wolf suddenly jumped up, dragging his broken body with all his strength, and rushed towards the red-glowing bead.

Whoosh.

The next moment, it was kicked far away by a vampire who suddenly appeared.

The blood-stained body rolled several times on the ground, and more blood flowed out.

The vampire fell lightly and stopped at the edge of the well, his dark golden eyes staring closely at the beads suspended in the air.

There was great excitement and enthusiasm in his eyes.

The white wolf moved his body and stood up tremblingly.

The situation was over, and it knew it had no hope. It turned its head left and right, as if it wanted to escape while the vampire was taking the beads.

But then, I came out of the darkness.

The white wolf's face twisted, it could be said that he was filled with rage, and he used his remaining strength to rush towards me crazily. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse.

Even though he had lost 90% of his vitality, this last desperate blow was still very terrifying.

The air wave was freezing, and I was thrown to the ground by the white wolf.

Before its fangs touched my skin, the silver cross in my hand was fiercely sent out and inserted into its fragile heart.

"Woo"

The vitality in Bai Lang's eyes suddenly disappeared, and his huge body softened and fell heavily.

Then, it turned into black ashes.

Ignoring the pain in my body, I pushed away the white wolf's heavy body and quickly got up.

The vampire stretched his hand towards the strange bead that glowed with red light, but as soon as his finger got close, it popped out as if it was burned by fire.

Dots of black smoke emerged from the pale fingertips.

The treasure was right in front of him, but he couldn't get it. The vampire showed an impatient look, and his dark golden pupils stared dissatisfied at the priest's robe following him.

The robe is hunched over, like the most loyal slave.

The two guys didn't know what they exchanged. They turned around and looked at me unkindly.

The priest's robe floated forward faintly, getting closer to me.

I raised my long sword warily.

"Sir, don't be nervous." The robe made a strange and old voice, which was consistent with the voice attached to the fat bear.

It is normal for missionaries to speak Chinese after they have been in our country for so many years.

However, this unpleasant sound coming from a piece of clothing with a broken chest seemed extremely terrifying.

"Oh?" I looked at it and then at the vampire.

His face was filled with pride, but the dark gold color of his pupils disappeared and returned to their original blood-red state.

Even some small scars on the pale skin re-opened.

It seems that the effect of that drop of dark red liquid has expired.

Otherwise, there is no need for him to send missionaries to negotiate terms with me, he could just come and kill me.

And there is an even more important point.

He couldn't get the red bead for the time being and seemed to want to use me for something.

I looked at the robes with great interest and tried to deal with them, maybe I could get something out of them.

"Sir, you must have seen that my master, Count Rusfan, is not a mortal."

The old and weird voice sounded again, and his clothes changed from a stooped state to a straight back, as if he was very proud.

"Even if you know a little Eastern magic, you are still no match for our great blood Earl."

"Oh? So what?" I smiled.

"Count Ruthfan has decided to give you a chance." The old and strange voice said.

"what chance?"

"The opportunity to become a member of the noble blood clan."

"A vampire?" I smiled, "What are the benefits of becoming a vampire?"

"Immortal, eternal youth, and possessing unparalleled power! From now on, you can do whatever you want."

The old and weird voice is very bewitching.

"Is there such a good thing in the world?" My eyes opened even wider, "Isn't there a price I have to pay?"

"The price is small." The black robe moved, as if an invisible person was nodding with satisfaction, "You only need to contribute a drop of your hard work."

"Heartache? Doesn't that mean breaking my heart?" I looked horrified. "If my heart is gone, won't I die?"

I suddenly understood why Dongzi, who had become a vampire slave on the third floor of the church, wanted to capture Xiaobing alive.

Red beads are not easy to come by, they require the hard work of a living person.

Now Xiaobing has left, and I am the only living person left.

"NONONO!" The sleeves of the black robe waved, "As long as you become a member of the vampire clan, it doesn't matter whether you have a heart or not. Not only will you not die, but you can also gain eternal life!"

"It sounds good, but can vampires really live forever?" I was still a little worried.

They know very well that I am not as easy to deal with as ordinary people, and the battle between the vampire and the white wolf probably damaged my vitality.

He wasn't sure he could take me down in one fell swoop, so he used inducements instead.

But, am I so easy to fool?

"Of course, I can guarantee you that!"

"My master, the noble Count Rusfan, has lived for thousands of years."

"But ordinary human beings are like ants, suffering from birth, old age, illness and death. Even how many emperors and monks you have in the East cannot obtain eternal life in their lifetime!"

"As long as you donate a drop of your heart's blood, just one drop, Count Rusfan will allow you to join the Vampire Clan and gain the power of eternal life."

"This is an opportunity that many people ask for! Sir, what else do you have to hesitate?"

The old and strange voice talked eloquently, trying its best to bewitch.

And it respects its master, Count Rusfan, the son of Rauch, already looks anxious.

The full moon in the sky has completely disappeared into the clouds, and the red light of the bead hanging above the ancient well is getting weaker and weaker.

The more this happens, the less anxious I am.

"Stop talking nonsense! Come out with something useful, and maybe I can consider this deal."

"This is a gift given to you by Count Rusfan, you." The voice in the black robe suddenly changed.

"You're just a shady old monster, do you really take yourself seriously?" I smiled coldly, "You might as well tell me what that bead is!"

The black robe shook, turned around, and bent down to face Count Rusfan respectfully.

I didn't hear what they said, maybe they had their own way of communicating.

Count Rusfan's arrogant face instantly darkened, and he looked at me with a cold and cruel look.

The black robe immediately turned around and faced me faintly.

"Sir, you are not qualified to negotiate terms. I will give you one last chance."